You looked up at me, Wide-eyes; Expecting some demise. You just woke up, I was amazed to see Your small black and white Body curled. Your tummy rising and falling. You were beautiful. The way you held on To me as I picked you up; Loveable. My Leo. I long to hear your bell again: Sure, it kept me up all night- In fact, your meows along Lost me hours of sleep. You were talkative, yes. But, I suppress… I lived for you in that moment. I miss how you would hide. Some nights I would cry If I couldn’t find your hiding spot. Of course, you didn’t realize how Much you scared me. But, surely you knew The care I had for you. I long to nap with you Again, my friend. My first cat. I wanted to spend A good portion of my life with you. But, life had other plans. You were born with some mis-wires. You had trembles, Seizures- Electrical shocks turning to personal Earthquakes. You stopped eating then. You were unhealthy. And it became hard To admit That with all the love I had, It could never have prevented The end.
On my first cat who passed way before his time. His name was Leonardo, Leo for short.